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Resolution!

Fret not your weary selves with grief
When nights are slow and cold and wet
Since future days will host relief
From ugliness you'd rather forget.
But it will take days and hours,
Or possibly several weeks,
Whereto attain the vital powers
Required for your winning streaks,
For powers do not self attain,
At least, not without routine drills,
To fashion pathways in the brain
That we may later call our skills,
Which are used, for goodness sake,
All through a year of days that break!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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From January 1st, 2020
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